OK, Paul was scheduled for some minor surgery today to remove a cyst on his head that had been growing.
He was getting ready to go in, with his IV in and little hair-protection cap on, when the anesthesiologist came in to talk to him. He wanted to ask for more details regarding his heart issues.
During this exchange, the goofball lets it be known that he's been having chest pains sporadically, including some last night.
He said he didn't tell me because he didn't want me freaking out. Considering how little I freak out about things, that should have been an indication that he should have told me. Dr. Kathleen isn't my nickname for nothing.
Anyway, they canceled the surgery, pending an cardiology evaluation, and I was just as glad.
I got a solicitation to give money to Planned Parenthood the other day. That had never happened before, so it was sort of strange. I said to Paul, "What's up with this?"
"Maybe they think we need it," he said.
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